Written by Feathers.
Later that night, I walked out of my room and I saw Scot sitting on the bare floor in the sitting room, there was a Quran and a Bible before him.
I peeked at him as he placed both hands on both books.
What could he be doing?
I walked to the chair beside him and leaned on it.
“Scot!” I called and he opened his eyes, he turned his head to me.
“What are you doing?”I asked.
” I heard that there is a God up there, I do not believe it prior but now, I thought that if I believe him, he may heal me. Many of his belevers says he heals.”Scot said and I felt pity for him.
“Yes, he will heal you.” I assured.
“Keep quiet, if he heals me, you will be the first person I will f—-!k.” He said.
“Huh!” I went to him and sit.
“Me? why did you want to f—–!k the, first? what if I did not allow? Are you dreaming about it already? Do you always feel like making love with me and you are hiding it?” I asked.
“It was a joke, be calm.”He said and stood.
” I have an idea.”I said.
“I’m not interested.” He answered.
“Won’t you hear it our first?” I asked.
“Use that idea to make yourself rich first, in life, we do not always have every good thing.” He shouted and walked to his room.
I ran after him but he has locked his room
“Open this door, Scot.”I shouted but got no response.
I shouted severally and then he finally spoke; ” Did you want to r@—-pë me?”
“Open it first” I requested.
“Come back tomorrow, I want to rest.”
“Open it , I have something urgent to show you.” I said but he wouldn’t open it still.
“Show it to your boyfriend.” He shouted.
“I did not have one.” I said but got no response.
I screamed all of a sudden like I was hurt, I was sitting on the floor and holding my legs like I was hurt.
The door opened and he ran to where I was, he squatted before me and examined my leg.
He had so much concern and care on his look, exactly what I love to see.
“What happened?” He asked.
“Nothing, just wanted you to open the door.” I said and he looked at me for few more seconds then he smiled.